Chapter 4
Day 4 - A fantasy fulfilled but hers or His?
Kaitlin awoke late the next morning with her Papa's arms still around her. They had both napped after the encounter with Monica. The rest of the evening had been spent just talking and getting to know one another more in depth until the wee hours of the morning. Andrew now knew more about her than any other man had ever before. She trusted him more implicitly than she had ever been able to do with any other person. It felt wonderful to feel so safe in his arms and his presence, something that had been completely lacking in her life before having met him. Always before she had held back a part of herself from people in relationships, men in particular. She felt he understood her more than people in her past and the trust she had placed in his hands went far beyond the sexual encounters they had thus far shared together.
She leaned down to brush her lips against his and felt his arms tighten around her. She laughed aloud. "So you were faking being asleep huh?" she said with a grin in her voice.
"Well I wanted my wake up kiss, so I feel no guilt for letting you think I was still sleeping," he said laughing with her.
He pulled her tighter against him as he returned her kiss. At one time Kaitlin had thought differently about Dom/sub relationships but had discovered with Andrew at least there were two very complex sides to this man. While he was in control at all times both in and out of their bedroom, there was latitude in his actions with her when they weren't involved in a 'scene'.
She by no means felt like a doormat, someone to be used or abused or walked all over. Her Papa let her be herself and it appeared that he very much liked her both tied up and bound to do his bidding or just as a woman by his side. At this moment she was happier than she had ever before been in her life.
"I am almost tempted to ask what you have planned for us today but on the other hand it is more fun being surprised," she said with a chuckle.
"Oh you can ask baby, but that doesn't mean I am going to tell you," he said. He swatted her butt and then told her "Get that sweet ass in gear and pack up your things. We are going to spend the rest of the week in your apartment. I don't know about you but I need a bigger bed," he said with a smile.
He knew she had a queen size bed in her apartment and it would be an improvement over the full size bed here in the hotel. She was a little surprised at his intentions though and would have thought perhaps he would have just asked to switch rooms with a bigger bed, perhaps a king size, but she could tell this was not something she was suppose to question and prudently decided to obey him without attempting to find out why he had made this decision. In their short time together she had come to see and realize that her Papa didn't usually make rash decisions and more than likely had a very good reason for wanting to now be at her apartment instead of the hotel.
With one last lingering kiss on his lips she arose to do his bidding. As she headed for the bathroom, she could hear him moving about as well. She did not linger long in the shower but did take the time to shave because of how Andrew had made it known he expected her to be smooth at all times now. She hurried out of the shower toweling herself off and then quickly left the room to get dressed. Andrew had already laid out her clothes for her and she was now quite use to just dressing in whatever he had placed out for her to don. Today's selection was actually clothes of her own that she had brought with her but what was noticeably missing were the panties that she was getting use to not wearing but also there was no bra. She knew that this was not an oversight on his part, knew in her heart and head he expected her to not wear one today.
The top he had placed out for her was a summer sweater, very soft to the touch but also clingy and would show off her uncovered breasts. She had never worn the top without a bra before, but she could very well see in her mind's eye how it was going to look. The sweater was a very becoming pale olive green with tiny pearl buttons on it. The pants he had selected were her jeans that he had requested that she pack when they had discussed her clothing prior to their meeting. He had requested she pack her tightest pair she remembered now and her reaction at the time she thought with a laugh. Now she knew why she smiled to herself. The no panties and the bare shaved pussy would cause friction and she knew that was his intention.
She pulled the jeans over her smooth legs lying down on the bed to pull up the zipper and snap the button encasing her body in the denim fabric. He had said her tightest jeans and she had literally taken his message to heart. The soft but stiffer material than a pair of slacks against her bare pussy felt erotic, rubbing her vaginal lips when she moved off the bed to put on the sweater. The jeans fit her ass like a glove and the top sans bra clung to her breasts and her nipples hardened from the touch of the soft clingy fabric.
It was very obvious she had no bra on and she fought the impulse to cross her arms over her chest and hide her breasts from view. She was still getting use to Andrew wanting to always show her body off to other men. Even though it never crossed her mind to not do as he instructed, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed that everyone seeing her today would see her nipples. Sliding her feet into her sandals, she quickly gathered all her belongings together and packed her suitcase.
Andrew came into the room from his own shower just as she was closing the zipper on her bag. With him dropping his towel she gazed at the man before her in all his naked glory and desired him once again. Never before had she felt such strong feelings and emotions to be with a man any time and anywhere he wanted her. She quickly averted her gaze and set forth to do the task he requested feeling her body tingling from wanting him so much.
"Baby, pack for me too while I am getting dressed and then we will leave for your apartment although we are just going to be there long enough to drop off our bags and take your car after the cab takes us there," he directed her as he finished drying himself.
She made good time in packing his things just as he was finishing dressing and he walked over to her. "The outfit on you looks good baby, but you forgot one thing," he admonished.
He reached toward her sweater and undid the top two buttons openly displaying the top of her bare breasts. There would be no doubt now in anyone's mind that she was not wearing a bra with the way her breasts were exposed. The material covered her nipples but just barely. Kaitlin blushed deeply knowing she was going to be out in public soon but Andrew wanted it this way and that was the way it had to be.
"Don't ever forget baby, your mine; my slut, my whore, MINE! You are going to have to get used to me showing off your body to other men because that's just the way it is now. Although I do admit you do blush so prettily," he said lifting her chin to gaze into her eyes.
"Yes Papa, I will try to remember that and not disappoint you," Kaitlin said meekly.
He hugged her to him and placed a kiss on the top of her head as he motioned for her to help him gather their things to leave. There was a knock at the door and Andrew strolled over to the door to admit the bellhop that was to carry their luggage down to the lobby. His appreciative glance at Kaitlin did not go unnoticed by either her or Andrew as she blushed once again and her Papa just smiled. He pulled her to him as the other man watched, he placed his hand into her sweater and squeezed her breast stroking the nipple.
Her face was on fire but her cunt began to throb from his touch. He leaned down and captured her lips rather savagely with his own letting the man know that this was his property, his baby and he tweaked her nipple again before removing his hand and swatting her butt to motion her out the door. She led the way as they all made their way toward the bank of elevators.
She was mortified but knew not to say a word and it hadn't yet dawned on her that her obvious embarrassment when Andrew did things publicly was part of her appeal to him. Knowing that he was the only man allowed to touch her anyway he wanted to and then to never be chastised for it was exactly what he desired from Kaitlin and also knowing she would quite possibly always be worrying about what people must think of her but would never tell him no.
The ride down to the lobby was uneventful while Andrew allowed his baby to get her bearings and to get over her embarrassment. He knew what he had planned for them today and was eagerly looking forward to it. He also knew what it would take out of Kaitlin to follow his wishes and he wanted her discomfort to be minimal. Time was of the essence though if his plan for today was to take place.
The taxi took them to Kaitlin's apartment in record time considering the heavy weekday traffic of the city. With barely giving her time for them to deposit their luggage, he once again grabbed her hand leading her out the door and to her car. He took her keys from her hand and motioned her to get in on the passenger side. She did so and then turned toward him with a question in her eyes wondering exactly what did he have planned but didn't utter a word. She waited patiently for him to tell her.
"That grocery store we passed on the way to your apartment baby, is that where Victor works?" he asked and it was then Kaitlin knew exactly what he wanted for her, for them.
One of the things Andrew had her do when their relationship was strictly online, was flirt very heavily with a black man that used to be her employee in a previous job. The man still worked for the company she used to and had in a weird quirk of fate ended up working at the store that was in her neighborhood. She had indeed flirted with Victor repeatedly just the way Andrew had instructed her to do at the time, but had never been able to take it further than that even though it had been obvious that was what Andrew had desired.
Now the decision was being taken out of her hands and she could easily guess what her Papa intended to try to make happen this evening for her, for them. Whether Victor would be willing remained to be seen and color was again infused on her cheeks.
"Yes Papa, it is," she said quietly and her eyes downcast.